Met this other Dad at the pool. Our kids love each other and so we mostly get to Gas Bag as they play. It was a few weeks of swims before we realized we had a bizzare amount of things in common. We both sail (admittedly he was a world champion and sailed Americas Cup yachts… but still…), we both work with boats now, we both were in bands, we are both older Dads. Cool!
We hit the bay on a fine 15 knot day for a sail over to French Island. Kids dissapeared below. They do laps of the cabins. French Is is off the grid and has no by laws. It has that 1950s feel. We scout out the beach, talk, play with kids, talk… it’s a sunny day. Perfect.